but he is wise though

'I may be rich but,' quips Russell.'Elders keeping on making their kids example make my stomach turn.'

He started off as a very poor boy frowned upon by members of the society. When he grew up girls did
not care to say hi. Did not get out of the yard a lot and as a result became a target of bullies. One fateful evening he said to himself: enough is enough! That happened after turning down a Gangster Anonymous invitation for over two years. Had heared painful stories about them harassing innocent people in the township.

As fate would have it, the same guy who used to slap him around like he was some sort of a lifeless doll, did it again and this time; in front of a girl he sought to make his long-time lover, over a,take a deep breath,fifty cent. He looked around, wiped his blood-dripping nose with his shirt and walked away angrily. All the confidence he had had in his faith withered like autumn leaves. Tears ran down his cheeks as he entered his parents' yard. Anyone who at that moment was looking at him,sensed trouble,harassment,had taken place.

A lot of those who were used to seeing Gangster Anonymous,mugging and slapping people around for the fun of it, thought he was their victim and the police, as always, could do zilch about it. Russell took a deep breath, place his beggar-bag atop the refrigerator,opens its door, reaches for ice-blogs he used to ease the dripping on his bloodied nose.

'I can't let him get away with this!' he says out loud like a maniac.

Went outside to his garden and started digging by the corner of the fence. Out came a rusty dagger of which he quickly concealed with a piece of cloth. A smile appeared on his face, started whistling and did household chores as always. Those who seen him not enter the yard thought maybe, he had heared good news from afar. His elders who tipped him to avoid walking on the sun as it might cause endless headaches and or a blood-dripping nose, were of the view that he did not listen or maybe what was happening to him has due to unfortunate,natural circumstances.

They advised him to wear a key around his neck to ward off evil spirits, the sun's troublesome UV-rays.Does not follow the rules, but he is wise though--his teachers would say in his report-card.

Upon doing all that is required from him,asks for money to go watch a bioscope at a church adjacent to their home.Parents refuse as knowingly, it would end just before midnight. Asks to spend time with his neighbour and that was approved. Went to the garden,picked his dagger and put it under his jacket. Camille opens the door and smile at him before asking him to sit down. Her brother Daryl, sits behind a coffee table and eat supper.

'You aren't afraid of the dark, hey?' he asks him.

'Not quite,' he replies.

'War Bus is on circuit, aren't you going to watch?'

'I don't have money.'

'I'm going to sleep. Worry not, this is your home.'

'I know.'

As Camille came back from the kitchen, she found the living room deserted. Knew that her brother was asleep but got worried about a neighbour who had somewhat disappeared into thin air.

In no time women in the streets were begging and screaming: 'Don't do it, please don't do it.' 

He punched holes on his enemies body a la SCREAM--the movie. Wasted ten years in prison but got out self-educated enough to be an astute entrepeneur and a faithful husband to Camille.